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I am still evaluating my personal feelings re: James McAvoy’s current beard/haircut combo, because apparently I have the emotional headspace available for this sort of thing. It’s not my favorite look of his, though my least favorite look of his is still, I must say, fine by me. I know it’s for Macbeth, so okay, but I prefer the floppier-haired variety. (Though the beard can stay. It can totally stay.)
James on Top Gear being his adorable self
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I still have mixed feelings about the upcoming film, but I am at least looking forward to the press junket.
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Hot fellas in football togs = always good. Better when one is James McAvoy.
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As much as I TOTALLY REFUSE to admit that this anything other than Bryony’s latest lie, I have to admit that she has an amazing eye for dramatic symmetry. This kills me every time.
(If you read my blog post on how I came up with the upcoming FIREBIRD trilogy, you know that the movie “Atonement” played a part in my thinking it up. Now that I’m finally writing it, expect to see yet more “Atonement” posts. Yes. There will be more. Brace yourselves.)
Source: doctorkotI never made that journey to Balham. So the scene in which I confess to them is invented, imagined. And, in fact, could never have happened… .because Robbie Turner died of septicaemia at Bray Dunes on the first of June 1940, the last day of the evacuation…and I was never able to put things right with my sister Cecilia….because she was killed on the 15th of October, 1940 by the bomb that destroyed the gas and water mains above Balham tube station. Atonement (2007)
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Things that make me happy, #428: New James McAvoy photoshoots.
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A photographic salute to the beards of James McAvoy.
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sigh…he is just…umph.
Managing to be flirty and even risque at a Regency ball — no mean feat, except for a flirter so accomplished as our Mr. McAvoy.
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